It's not so pretty out here these days I cant face the mirror with endless nights I fear I've lost my life at sea,
I bring my demons with me on the road and in my bed they keep me up on late night drives they live inside my head,
I've seen sides of me that you should never see, and there are days that i want to leave,

I swear I miss you more than anything, but tonight I have these songs I have to sing,
I swear I miss you traveling so far through the night waking up not knowing where we are, I am sleepless on this East coast,
yet again driving through the ghost towns with the windows down, breathe them in as friends, we've said it all without making a sound, it's up to us to come around

I've traded my security turned in my residence for mystery, no one thinks I'm making any sense